This is a song about "Not another black guy"

No not really, im not a tough guy,

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Did you meet another guy

I'm not saying find another hobby, i'm just saying you see me find another

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm misunderstood not really a bad guy just high off drugs/

But its enticing to see your not with a black woman

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost

Another rapper mixed in with gangster mothafucka you're not tupac!

So we both ball till' my dying daysbefore i say goodbyekato and mental rest in peacethug till i die

Do you wish upon a shooting star to make it as a rapper or to be fucked by another guy,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'm not used to be around black people, that what's worries me